Doctor Caius. I pray you, bear vitness that me have stay six or
seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no come.

Robert Shallow. He is the wiser man, master doctor: he is a curer of
souls, and you a curer of bodies; if you should
1135fight, you go against the hair of your professions.
Is it not true, Master Page?

Page. Master Shallow, you have yourself been a great
fighter, though now a man of peace.

Robert Shallow. Bodykins, Master Page, though I now be old and of
1140the peace, if I see a sword out, my finger itches to
make one. Though we are justices and doctors and
churchmen, Master Page, we have some salt of our
youth in us; we are the sons of women, Master Page.

Robert Shallow. It will be found so, Master Page. Master Doctor
Caius, I am come to fetch you home. I am sworn of
the peace: you have showed yourself a wise
physician, and Sir Hugh hath shown himself a wise
and patient churchman. You must go with me, master doctor.
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Doctor Caius. By gar, me vill kill de priest; for he speak for a
jack-an-ape to Anne Page.
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Host. Let him die: sheathe thy impatience, throw cold
water on thy choler: go about the fields with me
through Frogmore: I will bring thee where Mistress
Anne Page is, at a farm-house a-feasting; and thou
shalt woo her. Cried I aim? said I well?
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Doctor Caius. By gar, me dank you for dat: by gar, I love you;
and I shall procure-a you de good guest, de earl,
de knight, de lords, de gentlemen, my patients.

Host. For the which I will be thy adversary toward Anne
Page. Said I well?
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